When I'm alone
A common event it seems
The air grows thick
As I try to breathe
Splitting at the seems
In laughter? No.
Though I wish it were
For those tears taste much sweeter
Than the angry salt
Of despair
Killing hope and feeding fear.
What's wrong with me
Am I broken?
Doing things that hurt me later.
Yes it's fun
But in the moment
Then she says, "God, I hate her"
She's the good one
Who tries to guide me
Though I seem to let her down
So alone I feel
In my room
And no one makes a sound
Yet, it is she
Who comforts me
Though I've betrayed her many
To restore some hope
And wipe the tears
Until she can't see any
But she's not enough
That I know
All she can do is watch
And that is why
I love Him
Cuz He is my patch
When life gets hazy,
My mind a mess
He hugs and hold me tight.
He wipes my tears
And kiss my cheeks
Promising all will be alright.
Maybe not today
Or tomorrow
But someday guaranteed
We can forgive
And might forget
What once seemed a tragedy
So in His arms
I am whole
And can feel His love unfold
Through the storm
May we stand strong
And never let each other go.
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